"Don't stop! Ohhh God, don't stop now!"

"Baby… I gotta stop! Abby, you don't know how it is!"

"Damn you, I'm gonna do it again… I'm gonna come!"

"Jesus Abby, let go!"

"No… Nooooo!"

Their bodies made the bed lurch. She wrapped her legs around him and dug her heels into his ass checks. If only she had on those spurs she dreamed about!

"Damn," her brother gasped.

"Fuck me! You wanted to so bad, didn't you? Well, do it then!"

"Jeeeeezzzz!"

"Yesssss, so close! Ohhh hurry… faster! Damn you, Howell, go all the way!"

She forced him to give her every inch of his cock. It pressed against her deepest parts and she rocked her hips wildly, rubbing her engorged clit against the hilt of his shaft. The glorious tickle was hanging so close, but she couldn't quite reach it. And the stiffness was wilting. Howell's prick was going soft inside her.

"There! I got it! I'm going… going to… Yuhhhhhh!" she gasped, scratching blood from his back. Her hips lurched and danced as the tickly heat turned to the utmost pleasure. She sailed through galaxies, crying out, dying with the lust that had taken over her body. And then she spiraled down, down into her bed again, fighting to get her breath. Howell was a heavy weight, smashing her down into the mattress.

"Get off, damn it!" She pushed against his shoulders, rolled him to the side. He lay on his back, eyes closed. He looked like a corpse. And his cock was a shrunken snake that hung between his cum-smeared thighs.

Abby hurried to the bathroom and gave herself a douche. A girlfriend had told her the trick and given her a solution once.